Journey to the West: Tang Monk Conquers Everything-Chapter 491: The Death of Little White Dragon

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The Nine-Headed Serpent, six of its heads spewed forth their Divine Skills, hurtling towards Aolie.

He was well aware that this final move would determine life or death. All of his strength, with no reservations, was mobilized at this moment.

Suspended in mid-air, Aolie opened his dragon maw and unleashed the fiery Dragon Ball, which he spewed straight towards the Nine-Headed Serpent, smashing into it fiercely.

Though the attacks from the six heads of the Nine-Headed Serpent were extremely powerful, the force of this single Dragon Ball suppressed the Serpent’s onslaught.

Visible to the naked eye, the Dragon Ball continued to press down despite the onslaught of six dazzling golden lights.

In terms of strength, Aolie had now turned the tables, overpowering the Nine-Headed Serpent. Besides, what he revealed was the power of the Dragon Ball, something the Serpent could not hope to withstand.

The remaining six heads unleashed all of their strength, but as the hot, fiery Dragon Ball kept pushing towards them, the Serpent felt a silent despair within its heart.

It knew it could no longer withstand the assault of the Dragon Ball.

"Am I going to die? I never imagined, after all my scheming and finally waiting for this once-in-a-millennium chance, that I would actually die at his hands?" the Nine-Headed Serpent’s heart overflowed with reluctance as it succumbed to silent despair.

Certain that it had calculated everything, it had not expected Aolie to possess the Dragon Ball, let alone a flame-attributed Dragon Ball.

One wrong move, and the whole game was lost.

As death approached, the Serpent’s heart filled with reluctance, but its last thoughts unexpectedly turned to Princess Wansheng, and to the time she was wed to Aolie, recalling how it had taken her for itself first...

"Karma? I harmed him before, and today I schemed against him again. So, I die at his hands—is this the workings of fate? Was it all predestined?"

The feelings of frustration gradually faded, for between life and death there lies great terror but also great enlightenment. The previous reluctance in its eyes slowly dissipated.

As the Nine-Headed Serpent’s life hung in the balance, Jiang Liu turned his head and fixed his gaze on Jiuying beside him.

All along, it had been Jiuying who was on guard against him making a move, but now, it was Jiang Liu’s turn to be wary of Jiuying taking action.

Sure enough, although they had agreed not to interfere, when it came to this critical moment of life and death, Jiuying could no longer stand idly by. It moved with a flourish, soaring into the air and charging towards the Nine-Headed Serpent.

Nine heads opened their mouths at once, with bright demonic power gathering.

"Silencing Zen!"

However, having been on guard against Jiuying making a move, how could Jiang Liu let it succeed? He pointed a finger towards Jiuying.

At that instant, the demonic power that Jiuying had accumulated in its mouth dissipated, and as the power could not be sustained, its form fell from the sky.

"It’s the Tang Monk! Indeed, his power is terrifying! I can no longer sense my demonic power!" Feeling the demonic energy within become lifeless, Jiuying was shocked and naturally understood it was all Jiang Liu’s doing.

The feeling in its heart confirmed it—the power indeed was horrifying, and this single move was difficult to contend with.

Whoosh!

Just as the Nine-Headed Serpent was in despair and about to perish under the onslaught of the Dragon Ball, Jiang Liu, whose attention was focused on Jiuying while ready to cast the Sheep Transformation Technique, saw a figure swiftly cross the sky. Then, the figure positioned itself before the Nine-Headed Serpent.

The same formidable demonic power pushed out, aiding the Serpent in resisting the might of the Dragon Ball.

"My wife! She, why has she come?!" The Serpent’s eyes narrowed slightly as Princess Wansheng suddenly appeared beside it.

Of course, this was merely a thought in its mind; with its mouth wide open, there was no chance to speak aloud.

At this point, the Serpent felt a sudden sense of realization.

Because Princess Wansheng had given birth to a daughter that wasn’t its own, a knot had been tied in the Serpent’s heart. This knot almost turned into a Heart Demon, preventing it from finding peace of mind and igniting the desire for revenge against Aolie.

But now, at this crucial juncture of life and death, his wife was once again by his side, battling alongside him against Aolie. This brought calm to the Serpent’s heart.

To stand alongside him in battle against Aolie clearly meant he was the most important to her!

So, even though the child she bore wasn’t his own, since she said it wasn’t Aolie’s, it surely wasn’t!

With realization in its heart and the knot untangled, the Serpent’s heart found peace.

Yet, even as they joined forces, they couldn’t completely fend off the strength of the Dragon Ball. One of the Serpent’s heads turned to look at Princess Wansheng, immediately then, a head bumped her fiercely, propelling her out of the range of the Dragon Ball’s attack.

"My lord!" Princess Wansheng cried out in shock as she was sent flying.

Quick to react, Princess Wansheng twisted her body to once again block in front of the Serpent. Drawing a long sword, she launched it straight at the heart of Little White Dragon Aolie in a desperate bid.

Little White Dragon Aolie pressed the Dragon Ball down, but as he saw Princess Wansheng shielding the Serpent, and with the Dragon Ball about to crush her, Aolie’s reflexes were quicker than his thoughts. He steered his Dragon Ball to the side, smashing into the side of a volcano. The eruption shook as the Dragon Ball blasted through it.

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With a muffled thud!

Almost simultaneously, a long sword pierced through the chest of Little White Dragon, Aolie.

In that instant, it was as though time itself had come to a halt.

"You, you..."

With a lift of her hand, Princess Wansheng grasped the long sword that had run through Little White Dragon’s chest, looked down at the blade now smeared with dragon blood, then raised her head in astonishment to look at Aolie.

Clearly, she hadn’t expected Aolie to pull back his attack at the very last moment.

"Xiaobai!" Jiang Liu’s face drastically changed at the sight.

With a raise of his hand, a Holy Object appeared out of the void — it was the Skill of Hand of Healing. The Holy Object descended beside Little White Dragon, its invisible ripples spreading out to heal Little White Dragon’s wounds.

At the same time, Jiang Liu’s figure flashed, and with the ability to switch places using the Colored Glaze Staff, he exchanged positions with the Holy Object of the Hand of Healing, instantly arriving at Aolie’s side, followed by casting the Guanyin Mantra.

Moreover, the Skill Badge lit up, and the Hand of Healing Skill stored inside the Skill Badge was released as well.

A total of three healing skills were thrown out in one go, causing a large section of the health bar above Aolie’s head to replenish.

Transforming into the form of a Taoist Body, Xiaobai’s complexion turned noticeably rosier.

However, Jiang Liu’s face showed not the slightest hint of joy, but rather it was extremely grim.

Because, in Jiang Liu’s eyes, as Xiaobai’s health bar refilled, it immediately began to deflate like a punctured ball, continually dropping.

"Aolie, why, why did you pull back?" With a clang, the long sword in her hand fell to the ground, and Princess Wansheng incredulously asked Aolie.

At the moment she attacked, in fact, Princess Wansheng had already prepared herself to die alongside the Nine-Headed Serpent.

"Why? I don’t know myself, it’s strange. My body just made its own choice. Perhaps, I once had genuine feelings for you. Maybe, you are the only one I have ever genuinely cared for..." The originally rosy complexion of Aolie turned pale again as he murmured weakly.

"Don’t speak! Your teacher will save you, I won’t let you die!" In a rush, Jiang Liu utilized three healing class skills, but in a matter of moments, Aolie’s health bar had dropped dangerously low again. Jiang Liu immediately opened his inventory space and took out his Divine Medicine.

The Divine Medicine could reduce the Cooldown Time of skills by 90%.

By drinking the Divine Medicine, the alternate use of his Guanyin Mantra and Hand of Healing might be able to stabilize the health!

If that still proved insufficient, there were still Enhanced Healing Potions.

With a snap!

Yet, Jiang Liu’s hand was abruptly grasped by Little White Dragon.

The complexion of Little White Dragon was deathly pale as he shook his head at Jiang Liu and said, "Master, don’t waste your effort. I—I’m beyond saving, my heart has been pierced. Thank you for looking after me all along this journey. Regrettably, I won’t be able to accompany you to the Western Heaven..."

As the words fell, Xiaobai’s hand loosened, and at the same time, the health bar above his head instantly emptied, with his life force vanishing as well.

"How can this be? He’s really dead?! Isn’t he one of the Journey to the West Pilgrimage Team? One of those fated by the Heavenly Dao to seek the scriptures!" Jiang Liu stared fixedly at the lifeless body of Little White Dragon, almost in disbelief, as if he were dreaming.

This all happened too suddenly!

Originally, Little White Dragon had been in the lead, seemingly securing the victory, when unexpectedly, after Princess Wansheng intervened, he was killed?

Even less expected was that Little White Dragon had voluntarily pulled back his attack?

Between life and death, there was no time to think carefully, but Xiaobai instinctively chose to pull back, unwilling to harm Princess Wansheng?

"Is it true? Xiaobai did have feelings for Princess Wansheng, and deep ones at that. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have been so enraged over her affair with the Nine-Headed Serpent to the point of burning the Pearl of the Palace. He’s not the impulsive type!"

As to why Little White Dragon, Aolie, had held back, Jiang Liu felt he roughly understood the reason.

But now was not the time to consider these things, was it?

Xiaobai was dead! Did he have any other way to resurrect him?

In this mythical world, there should be a way to resurrect him, right?

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"It’s a disaster, Little White Dragon, Aolie, is actually dead?" On the other side, Bodhisattva Guanyin, who was hiding in the shadows and holding the Calamity Book, gazed at yet another added calamity with delight in her heart, now had her complexion drastically change.

Is this... a disaster?

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